Remember our inflatable backyard kiddie pool? The one that provided countless hours of joy this past summer?
Well, summer became fall and fall became winter and, unbelieveably, the pool did not deflate and put itself away in the garage. (I know. The nerve.)
I've been mentioning to JP that we really need to do something about the pool, still upside-down in our backyard after its last legitimate use for drainage. I've been especially grossed out by the mini-pool that has developed on top, filled with brown swill, leaves, and lord knows what else. JP laughs when I mention "we" because he is so quick to assume I mean "you", but I was indignant at the thought that I needed a man to do clearly man's work. What's the big deal? I can do it, no sweat. He thought we should just take a knife to it and drag it out to the curb on trash day; it wasn't worth it for 20 bucks. Yet, I was sure we could revive it, bleach it, and use it again eventually. (And the economy!)
So, yesterday, during balmy 50s degree weather, I attempted to lift up the side to turn it over. Mmm. Didn't budge. Wow. That was a lot of swill. Heavy swill. I kicked it a few times to no avail. I decided to regroup and plan my next move in my Pool Resurrection Plan. Plus I was watching JL toddle around at the time and didn't want him to be potentially doused in death water.
Then, I get this email from JP today:
By the way, I think we have a new inflatable backyard pool in our future. If the water smells like something died in there, well...
(Squorpse has been removed)
New kiddie pool it is.
Hahahaha! I think "Squorpse" is my new favorite word. I will use it tonight. "Honey, please take out the trash, it smells like there's a squorpse in there."
Posted by: Becca | Friday, February 27, 2009 at 02:17 PM
I find that procrastination works with many things . . . you put it off long enough somehow it takes care of itself or becomes no longer necessary.
Posted by: Elaine at Lipstickdaily | Friday, February 27, 2009 at 02:43 PM
Well, I do believe that if it had to be a corpse, a squorpse would be the best, what with your avowed squirrel-hating and all. (Did I interpret "squorpse" correctly? I hope I did. Because it's a great term!)
Posted by: Stimey | Friday, February 27, 2009 at 02:49 PM
aie!!!
We can't leave our inflatable pool out (trust me, otherwise we would...) because the raccoons eat them!!
Posted by: mary ellen | Friday, February 27, 2009 at 08:03 PM
Ewwwwww! Let me know when you find one of those self deflating automatic storing pools since we are in the market for one too. I'd buy one in a heartbeat to avoid squorpses! Ewwww!
Posted by: Leticia- Tech Savvy Mama | Saturday, February 28, 2009 at 10:04 PM
you are just doing your part for the economy, is all.
squorpse to you, too
Posted by: flutter | Sunday, March 01, 2009 at 04:47 AM
Squorpse! LOL!
Yeah, definitely time for a new pool.
Posted by: Kyla | Sunday, March 01, 2009 at 03:42 PM
Becca- please do. Spread the word. It's got a je ne sais quois about it.
Elaine- exactly right. It's all about efficiency.
Stimey- It's true that I don't trust squirrels further than I can throw one (while screaming). That being said, I don't necessarily care to see one belly-up in brown swill on my property. But, yes, squorpse is awesome. Almost as good as my original "morpse" that I coined way back when.
mary ellen- hmmm...I'll be on the lookout for raccorpses turning up in the swill.
Leticia - Will let you know, but I think the market is clearly deficient of such handy, squirrel-saving devices.
flutter- I am. That squirrel was a martyr.
Kyla-ALTHOUGH...squorpse was on the pool that had formed on inverted pool...COULD WE?
Posted by: KC | Sunday, March 01, 2009 at 08:08 PM
The snow melted up here recently and, oh my f-ing gawd! the stuff that was buried under there that we didn't put away before it snowed? shameful.
Posted by: Janet | Tuesday, March 03, 2009 at 10:06 PM